Date: Mon, 21 Feb 2011 11:03:28 -0800 (PST)
From: Fred Thomas
Subject: Was it just Time
First a thanks to those that have read another story of mine.
Now for the other stuff, if it against the law where you live; you are
underage; find that sex between two men upsets you; or that you don't have
permission to be here, then please hit the back button and stop here. Going
forward means you agree that these things are fine with you and that
nothing here is illegal for you. Remember, ALWAYS wear protection when
having sex, and don't do what you read here, as these are a figment of my
own mind where nothing can really hurt you, or are they...you decide.
The year was 1982, I had been married now three years and was happy. I worked
for a tree trimming outfit and lived in San Antonio, but after a recent storm in
Houston and the surrounding area our boss offered us all the same deal, twice
the pay, plus over time, for going there and helping in the clean up, four of us
went. This is about me and one of my co-workers Robert, or Bob as he liked being
called. Bob is older than me, I was 24 now, Bob was twice this at 48, but don't
let his big belly nor his age fool you, this man could work hard all day and
party hard half the night! Our boss was nice enough to get us two rooms, meaning
it was two guys to a room, and you guessed it, Bob was my roommate for the next,
however long we were there. Me, in describing me at the time, I was fairly buff,
but not muscular, at 6'2 I weighed in at maybe 160, sort of skinny actually.
On day one after a hard days work Bob stopped our truck and got a twelve pack of
beer, while I got a bottle of my favorite at the time WT101, and a six pack of
7UP, and we had a bit of a party until we were both relaxed. Bob stood up and
went to the bathroom and I heard the shower running, then maybe five minutes
later out he came, buck naked! What caught my eye was his cock, while not hung,
he did have something I didn't, a foreskin! Nor had I ever really seen one, well
maybe at school but not this close up! Bob smiled at me and said he hoped this
didn't freak me out but he hates clothes after he showers, besides he always
sleep naked. I know my face was red! The only contact I had ever had with other
guy was maybe 10 years before at scouts. Me and another guy in my patrol had
jacked off in front of each other once while looking at a magazine he had
brought with him on one of our camping trips, but had never touched each other,
nor did I want to. But Bob...I was drawn.
I stopped myself by agreeing but told him I always wear underwear to bed, just
in case. He laughed and grabbed another beer, while I hit the shower...half hard
because of him? I didn't know, but I yanked on a clean pair of briefs after
drying off and fix another drink before making it to my bed. Bob never said a
word. We did this same routine for the next four days, until the morning we woke
up and it was raining. With a call from our boss who was staying with friends
there telling us today was a washout, to enjoy the day off, we both fell back on
our beds and went back to sleep. It was about noon when Bob woke me up asking me
if I was going to come with him and get another bottle since mine was now empty,
he stopped daily for his twelve pack. I said sure and off we went to D&B. He
picked up a case,and I got me another 1.75 liter and more 7UP. Since we both got
somewhat wet in the run to and from the truck once back in the room Bob hit the
shower, and came out naked. At least the house keeper had been there already! He
laid on top of his covers and popped a top while I kicked back in the chair
beside the table and fix myself a strong one, this was going to be a long day,
longer than I thought in more ways than one!
We were out of ice and since I was dressed still I went and got another ice
chest full, the wind whipping the rain and soaking me to the skin! Back in the
room, several drinks in me already I shed my wet clothes and took a hot shower,
but in my state, or maybe not, I had forgotten any briefs, and thinking well Bob
just walks out like this, I walked naked to the table, fix myself another strong
drink and now laid on my bed. All Bob did was smile!! Shortly he got up and
walked into the bathroom, and the walked back in, grabbing another beer, but
this time e actually walked in between the beds and just stood there. You
guessed it, I was staring at him again, well at part of him anyways. And still
he stood there, telling me to go ahead and look all I wanted. He was now within
a foot of my bed, and his uncut cock was raising to the occasion, as I laid
there my eyes watching and my mouth, well I could feel myself salivating, why?
When he moved again and told me to just do it, do what I felt like doing, I
did.!
I set my drink on the nightstand after taking a big drink, then I watched my
hand reach out and take hold of him! He hissed as I felt the heat in his cock,
and could feel his hardening more in my hand, could see the vein thickening
along his cock, and I could smell him, manly yet clean! I remember licking my
lips like a kid that got that first candy cane, I recall looking up over his
belly, seeing him looking down at me as his hand at the back of my head guided
me forward, and seeing his uncut cock with a clear drop now in the slit of that
skin, and then tasting him inside my mouth! Had you told me this a week ago I
would have fought you then and there, no way was I inclined to to this, yet here
I was half of his 7 inches now rocking in and out of my lips as I sucked, and
feeling my own cock, hard as ever, throbbing to my heart beat and rocking to my
motion. Bob moaned to me how nice I was making him feel, to keep going, but now
he was helping me lay back and he was over me, more fucking my mouth than I was
sucking him, but I was also stroking my cock thinking to myself how hot this
was, and what would me wife think, then thinking to myself, who cares!
I heard Bob moan again, heard him telling me he was there, and then my mouth
filling up to where I had to swallow, one mouthful, two...three, and then
sucking him as he softened wanting to make sure I had it all! I looked down at
my belly as he stood back up, telling me that was fucking fantastic, my belly
covered with my own load, and thinking fuck man I had just sucked a mans cock,
no I had sucked Bob's cock and had swallowed his cum like I had been a
cocksucker all my life! Had I always wanted to do this, somewhere inside me, was
I bi...or gay?? Bob came out of the bathroom again and tossed me the washcloth
he had been using to wipe his cock, so I could wipe my own messy belly up...but
not before I tasted me, not the same as him, his cum was not as bitter...then I
cleaned up the rest. I had now finished my drink, maybe thirty minutes after
giving Bob my first blow job, and was fixing another. Bob was now behind me,
directly behind me, his cock resting in my crack, and I looked down and watched
my cock get rock solid in just twenty seconds! When he rocked against me it was
me that moaned, and I took a big swallow of my drink, moved my hips backwards,
and moaned one word...Please!
He had me on my bed, belly down, my nut and hard cock pulled down towards my
feet, my legs wide, his days growth on his face rubbing along my ass, as his
tongue did wild things to me, making me feel, well like I was in heat! To say
things went smoothly would be an outright lie, the pain intense as his cock, not
thin by any means, more the thickness of a modern day water bottle, like
Aquafina entered me, but his sucking on my neck, him nibbling on my ears, him
telling me to let him in and the pain would change to pleasure, and a few
minutes later feeling his heavy balls resting on mine, and feeling my own cock
jerking under me, and a wetness hitting my thigh, and soon he was moving more,
and my own hips dancing back to meet him. Could that have been my weak voice,
asking him to fuck me, to make me his, to cum deep, and then him grinding deep
as he could, him grunting in my ear to take it bitch, and feeling the heat
inside me spreading with each thrust he made, and feeling myself twitching under
him!!! He laid on my back for a sort time, then his hips moving barely, but I
could feel him swelling again, this time already inside me. Me looking over my
shoulder to tell him yes, do me hard, that I was his to get off in. He moved me
to my side, holding my right leg up high on his shoulder, his sweat dripping
down on my face, my limp dick flowing cum as he ground himself even deeper if he
could be, then him slamming into me roughly several times, and the heat again
spreading, and this time feeling him slip from my hole, a very sore hole, but
also a happy hole! 45 minutes had transpired from that first entry, and now in
front of my mouth was him again, knocking for entry, and me tasting us together,
musky, nasty but him telling me I was a perfect bitch.
We were there another 5 days, in the mornings I helped Bob with his morning
wood, as he jacked me until I released myself in his hand, then later, after
work, after our shower time, my hole sore but still wanton, satisfying him twice
before we fell asleep, only to wake to please him again. The trip back to San
Antonio I did something I had always wanted the wife to do, as I sucked him as
he drove by the truckers, them seeing me sucking him until he gave me his fluid
of life. Once home, we were back to the same routine, me with the wife with one
change, now I went out with the "guys" once a week, now there was also a Steve
that joined us at Bob's place, and me leaving happily full, and them satisfied
until the next week. This continued on until I changed jobs, and also divorced.
Now I drove trucks for a living, and finding there are other truckers out there
that need some kind of stress release that...well yo know how well you sleep
after you get some, think of me as a rest maker!!
Contact me if you want to, hope you like it, and not one animal was ever hurt in
all this...nor was the wife!!!